What We Leave Behind by Linda Oaks
Title: What We Leave Behind
Author: Linda Oaks
Publisher: Boom Factory Publishing, LLC
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: January 21, 2021
When police officer Lucille Fisher is injured in the line of duty, she reevaluates her life and decides to confront a ghost from her past. In search of the mother who abandoned her at the age of ten, Lucy travels to the small backwoods town of Briarwood, Georgia determined to lay her past to rest. What Lucy doesn’t count on is a complication she never saw coming.
The notorious outlaw known as Devil rules the town of Briarwood, and a chance encounter with a feisty brunette along the highway leaves him burning for more. Temptation comes in many forms, and Devil is intrigued.
Now, the outlaw has Lucy in his sights.
Small towns have their fair share of secrets, and Briarwood is no exception to the rule. What started out as a trip for Lucy to reconnect with her past turns into something more, following the disappearance of an undercover FBI agent. Not only does Lucy find herself playing a dangerous game that could ultimately end up costing her life but also battling her heart.
Will Lucy have the opportunity to make amends with her past or end up paying the ultimate price?
Can you really dance with the devil without getting burned?
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My breath catches in my throat at the sight of the smile on his lips, and my heart begins to race—either in anticipation or dread. I’m uncertain which one, but this man… he excites me.
“So, this is how you want to do this?” he asks, studying me as he inches closer.
This? What is this?
I hold up one hand, silently begging him to stop. “Do what? I think you should leave.”
“I don’t want to manhandle you, darling, but I will.”
“Listen,” I begin, trying to stall. There must be a way to reason with him. There’s nowhere for me to run.
He chuckles, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. “Fight me, baby.” It’s the only warning I receive.
He lunges. I jump, but he’s too fast, and I have nowhere left to go. The flimsy lock on the bathroom door would not detain him. Before I can scream, his lips cover mine, and I’m flat on my back on the bed.
He makes me want.
His weight crushes me. I jerk my head to the side, panting greedily. I can’t give in to him. “Stop,” I heave, sucking in a big gulp of air, since I’m pinned beneath his hulking frame. My hands are caught in one of his. He holds me easily enough, his knee wedged between my thighs. I don’t want to hurt him, but if he persists….
My breasts rise and fall against his chest. Instead of being scared, I’m repulsed by how turned on I actually am. His free hand cups my face, forcing me to look at him. I can’t hide. The heat in his eyes singes me alive. There’s no escaping him, and I fight against the urge to rub my body against his. He feels so good.
He drags his fingers down my cheek and then rubs his thumb against his forefinger. Next, he touches my mouth, brushing that same thumb along my lower lip. What is he doing? I don’t have too much time to think about it though. Those caresses of his have my stomach tightening with need. I’m losing my focus.
His fingers trace the arches of my eyebrows. The expression on his face is so out of place with who I imagine him to be. He’s surprisingly tender, and I’m floored by this discovery. He might actually be capable of more than his hard exterior suggests. He’s intent in his explorations, gentle and not missing even the smallest detail of my face. The entire time, his eyes remain locked on mine. All of a sudden, he pauses and then shows me his fingertips, but I don’t understand.
“See this,” he murmurs, and I nod, even though I’m uncertain what he means, because there’s nothing there. His husky voice has me longing to squeeze my eyes shut, to deny how much this man makes me feel, but closing my eyes will not help me forget the weight of his body pressing into mine. Instead, I hold his stare, unable to look away. I should be screaming, fighting him, demanding for my release, but for some unexplainable reason, I don’t do a damn thing. “No artifice. All fucking natural. None of that shit for you, baby, not that you need it.”
Is he talking about makeup? My eyes widen when his tongue darts out to glide along his lower lip. My cheeks heat at the sight, but this is not the first time I’ve seen his tongue. Between us, the air crackles heavily with promise.
“Now you listen to me. You and I, we’re going to happen.” Before I can protest, he’s continues. “There’s no use in denying it. Why do you fight what we both know you want?” He rocks his hips into the cradle of mine, and even though I bite down on my lower lip, a shameful moan escapes my mouth, proving his point.
“Will you get off me?” I growl. I’m so frustrated, achy, confused, and needy, and it’s all because of him.
Linda Oaks loves chaotic romances with happily ever afters. She believes the road to true love is always complicated. She has a passion for sweet tea, chick flicks, fuzzy socks and 80’s big hair bands. When she’s not writing, she can be found spending time with her family, reading, fishing or lying in a hammock in her front yard daydreaming. She resides in Eastern Kentucky with her husband, two children and a horde of animals. She can be found on Facebook, Pinterest, Twitter and Instagram. She can also be reached by email at email@example.com. She loves connecting with her readers.
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